"Oh-" Oh nooooo- "Well...technically speaking, I suppose...just about 130? The trouble is, I haven't been conscious for all of that; I died not long before I could reach 21 I'm afraid..." It's a rather awkward confession, but one he feels is important nonetheless. "I did 'wake up' a few years ago, but I wasn't especially coherent...there was...something of a period of time where I still had to remember myself, if it makes sense. I was more 'bat' than 'me'. Truthfully I had only recently sorted myself out by the time I was found by the Speedwagon Foundation...oddly, that was in Northern Italy!" he laughs, as if the location could somehow be a joke in itself.
It fades however- tiny ears sensitive enough for those catches in breath, and nervous pauses. Cautiously, the bat reaches out with a wing- hoping to perhaps catch an edge of the boy's hand, or similar. "...To tell the truth, I don't really know myself. At the very least, 'father' feels rather impersonal now that I'm more familiar with today's version of the language!" he laughs, "And while I am indeed over a century in age, it makes me feel quite a lot older than I actually am as well! I suppose... ...if you feel my name is rude, what do you think would be comfortable for you? The least I can do is give you that choice- I'm certain that whatever sounds best to you will sound quite fine to me!" even jojo would be fine, though that could get odd, GioGio.
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"Oh-" Oh nooooo- "Well...technically speaking, I suppose...just about 130? The trouble is, I haven't been conscious for all of that; I died not long before I could reach 21 I'm afraid..." It's a rather awkward confession, but one he feels is important nonetheless. "I did 'wake up' a few years ago, but I wasn't especially coherent...there was...something of a period of time where I still had to remember myself, if it makes sense. I was more 'bat' than 'me'. Truthfully I had only recently sorted myself out by the time I was found by the Speedwagon Foundation...oddly, that was in Northern Italy!" he laughs, as if the location could somehow be a joke in itself.
It fades however- tiny ears sensitive enough for those catches in breath, and nervous pauses. Cautiously, the bat reaches out with a wing- hoping to perhaps catch an edge of the boy's hand, or similar. "...To tell the truth, I don't really know myself. At the very least, 'father' feels rather impersonal now that I'm more familiar with today's version of the language!" he laughs, "And while I am indeed over a century in age, it makes me feel quite a lot older than I actually am as well! I suppose... ...if you feel my name is rude, what do you think would be comfortable for you? The least I can do is give you that choice- I'm certain that whatever sounds best to you will sound quite fine to me!"
even jojo would be fine, though that could get odd, GioGio.